Amsterdam became the final etude in my journey called a gallop in Europe. In love with Wroclaw and Würzburg, captive by the beauty of Paris and the status of Brussels, I came to life from Amsterdam something unimaginable. In this, probably, the mistake of many tourists is to hope that the new city will fight you from the first minutes of staying in it. But since it was my first voyage on distant shores, then this nuance forgives me. I can immediately say that I did not experience the expected "ah and oh", and not only on the first day, but also in the next. It is not worthwhile to wait for the amazing consciousness from this city, but to get in touch with the style of life, which is impregnated with freedom and creative impulse is definitely necessary. The first thing was surprised - the presence of an endless stream of cyclists.
I heard that bike transport in Amsterdam is very popular, but I could not assume that he enjoys such frantic success in the inhabitants. Turning through the bicycle paths, then you also care about the highest strength, so that they stopped you from a collision with lightning cyclists who drive, not slowing down speeds. The most interesting thing is that in any situation associated with the driver of a two-wheeled vehicle, the latter will always be right, regardless of the circumstances of the incident. So in the city you must have a dexterity and skill to avoid precedents.
The next my shock is the quarter of the red lights. Indeed, it is a spectacle purely on an amateur, I felt like an exhibition, and it was somehow uncomfortable to look at the exhibits. So the question arises - why did you get here if you look at what is happening confused? Although I myself possess a moderate fraction of relaxation, but look at the ladies that literally sell yourself somehow too intimate. But I visited the Museum of Sex with great pleasure, here you can watch and take pictures - there is nothing confusion. I especially had the idea of the staff with an exhibitionist - I will not open all the cards, otherwise it will be not interesting when you visit the museum yourself.
You also need to be very careful with coffee shops. Though here and freedom of morals, but they do not advise without experience, because some cut out for several days. So it turns out - came to see the country, and spent the weekend in oblivion, as it should not be on me. Although again - entertainment on an amateur. It was also interesting to observe the townspeople who chose barges. All they have chinno and measured - the vans, dining tables on the deck, the newspaper people are sitting reading calmly. In general, personally for me Amsterdam became the city of contrasts.